I had no idea what had gotten into Ned, but I loved it. He hadn’t been this fiery in a long time. I could practically smell the lust rolling off his body. I could only imagine what was in store for me tonight.

Suddenly, he flung a sexy black dress in my direction. It landed on my head. “What’s all this?” I asked, looking down at it. The dress was new. It still had its tag and everything.

“I thought I’d treat you to dinner.”

“First, flowers and now, dinner? You really are outdoing yourself, Ned.”

He walked over to the bed, took my head in his hands, and kissed me. “You deserve it,” he said, starting to undress me, piece by piece, in the gentlest manner. His fingertips danced across my skin, making me shiver with desire. I wanted nothing more than to turn the tables, pin him to the bed, and have my way with him, but at the same time, I was enjoying this romantic moment. The way Ned looked at me, it felt like I was the only girl in the world.

Once I was naked, he helped me to my feet, slipping the dress onto my body before zipping it. “There,” he whispered, kissing the side of my neck. “You look like a goddess.”

I blushed. “No…”

“Stacey, you’re beautiful. How many times do I need to tell you that before you start to believe me?”

My cheeks turned even redder. Ned had a way of making my heart skip a beat, no matter what he said.

“You really think so?”

He turned around, his hands on my hips, and kissed me. “You’re the most beautiful girl in the world in my eyes, and nothing will ever change that.”

“You’re going to make me into a tomato…” I complained.

“I hate to tell you this… but I already have.” He chuckled. “You’re still adorable, though.” He kissed the top of my head. “Now, just give me a few minutes so I can get dressed.”

“Oh no, you don’t.” I grabbed him by the arm and yanked off his VanGuard polo. “You dressed me, and now I dress you.”

He raised an eyebrow in question before smirking. “You know I’m not going to complain.”

Trying to be as sexy as possible, I took off his belt and unbuttoned his pants. Soon, they were around his ankles. “Someone’s excited,” I teased, noticing the bulge in his boxers. “Thinking about me?”

“You know it…” he whispered, his voice husky, making it hard for me to resist. Whatever Ned had planned, I didn’t know if we would make it out of the house before we fucked each other’s brains out.

I rubbed him through the thin material of his boxers, getting him even harder. He groaned. He hated to be teased, but I loved it.

Slowly, my hand crept inside, grabbing his shaft and squeezing it hard.

He groaned louder.

The sound just turned me on even further. Wanting to make him crazy with lust, I started to stroke him at an agonizing pace.

“Stacey…” he begged. “Don’t do this to me.”

“Oh, why not?” I asked innocently as my thumb and forefinger played with his tip, rolling it back and forth. He bucked his hips toward me, wanting more. I just continued to toy with him, feeling his cock throb against my palm.

“You know…”

“I know what?” I interrupted, squeezing his balls.

“Fuck…”

“Exactly,” I giggled, suddenly pulling down his boxers, getting on my knees, and taking him into my mouth. My lips wrapped around his girth, forming a vacuum. Knowing it drove him wild, I looked up into his eyes, a naughty look in mine.

He fell back onto the bed and spread his legs, making my job a lot easier.

Slowly, I lowered my head, trying to take in his every inch. My tongue swirled around his underside, knowing he was sensitive there. My fingers played with his balls, just adding to the experience.

His fingers wrapped around my hair, pushing me down even further until I started to gag. He kept me there, his need too great.

I did my best to keep sucking him off, even as my lungs burned for air.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled back, letting me breathe.

I only took a second to compose myself before I went right back at it – hungry for more. My head bobbed up and down at a quick and hard pace. I was sloppy about it, drool running down my chin, but I knew he loved it.

He held my face, thrusting into my mouth and groaning in pure pleasure.

My nails dug into his thighs for leverage as I did everything I could to bring him to the brink. When I felt him throbbing, I stopped abruptly, pulling away to see his cock twitching with anticipation.

“You’re evil…” he whispered.

I smirked, got up, picked up some clothes from his closet, and flung them in his direction. “You should probably get dressed.”

“So evil…” he groaned, trying to button his pants around his raging hard-on. “I’m going to make you pay for this tonight.”

“Oh, that’s exactly what I’m hoping for.” I winked.